double drabble: Rage
Title: Rage
Length: series, drabble
Author: M_K Yujji
Rating: PG
Genre: drama
Pairing/Characters: Yunho
30emotions Prompt: #8: Contempt, #23: Rage
Disclaimer: Though real people are used as characters, this fic bears no resemblance to Real Life and these people are not owned by me.
Comments/Notes: Cross's 30emo muses are feeding my 30emo muses. This is a sideshot to her fic Sadame no Ito :: Sayonara which is Chapter Eleven of her Long Chain series. The entire thing is linked in the notes at the top of SnI:S, so you can read it all if you like.
Summary: Yunho's always been able to dance out his negative emotions before.
~*~*~
Music blared throughout the dance studio.
Inside, locked in his own little world, Yunho danced as he'd never danced before. He pushed himself harder and faster and tried desperately to sweat out the rage and the pain.
Dancing had always given him clarity of thought before.
It wasn't working this time.
So Changmin thought fucking around with anything with a pulse was more important than their group. Fine. Fuck him.
So management thought he was a failure as a leader. Whatever. He'd never wanted the fucking position in the first place.
So Jaejoong was actively contributing to Changmin's degeneration into sluthood. Who gave a fuck?
He wasn't Chagnmin's father.
He wasn't Jaejoong's lover.
What the fuck did it matter?
He wasn't anything to them.
The sharp wrenching feel of something in his back sent him careening to the floor and he lay there panting, silent tears spilling out of his eyes as he stared at his own pained reflection in the mirrored walls.
What the fuck indeed.
Length: series, drabble
Author: M_K Yujji
Rating: PG
Genre: drama
Pairing/Characters: Yunho
30emotions Prompt: #8: Contempt, #23: Rage
Disclaimer: Though real people are used as characters, this fic bears no resemblance to Real Life and these people are not owned by me.
Comments/Notes: Cross's 30emo muses are feeding my 30emo muses. This is a sideshot to her fic Sadame no Ito :: Sayonara which is Chapter Eleven of her Long Chain series. The entire thing is linked in the notes at the top of SnI:S, so you can read it all if you like.
Summary: Yunho's always been able to dance out his negative emotions before.
~*~*~
Music blared throughout the dance studio.
Inside, locked in his own little world, Yunho danced as he'd never danced before. He pushed himself harder and faster and tried desperately to sweat out the rage and the pain.
Dancing had always given him clarity of thought before.
It wasn't working this time.
So Changmin thought fucking around with anything with a pulse was more important than their group. Fine. Fuck him.
So management thought he was a failure as a leader. Whatever. He'd never wanted the fucking position in the first place.
So Jaejoong was actively contributing to Changmin's degeneration into sluthood. Who gave a fuck?
He wasn't Chagnmin's father.
He wasn't Jaejoong's lover.
What the fuck did it matter?
He wasn't anything to them.
The sharp wrenching feel of something in his back sent him careening to the floor and he lay there panting, silent tears spilling out of his eyes as he stared at his own pained reflection in the mirrored walls.
What the fuck indeed.